“Brian” finally leaves, as soon as she said the word cops. The restaurant staff and some other customers stand up now, watching guard over the two restaurant entrance-ways to make sure he knows he isn’t welcome back. As Angel and I talk, I eventually hear the motor of his vehicle scamper off in the distance.
Angel : (hugging me tightly) Right now I am shaking like a leaf… thank God you stayed with us.
At this point, I’m shivering, as one of the waiters serves me some hot mushroom soup. The manager shouts at us that it’s on the house.
I eat hungrily until not a drop is left. Finally, Angel speaks to me again.
Angel: I will drop you home.
I was tired and tense, but she called our home and left a message she was bringing me there. As I rode with her, I finally got sleepy, but Angel hugged me murmuring it was going to be OK, as her husband drove.
When we finally got home, I made sure my mom, who got home late, went out to meet her. My mother thanked her again and again.
Mom: I just can’t believe you did all that, and even came all the way here, to drop her back.
Angel: That’s because I come from a village where every neighbor is family.
Pass this message to every young girl or their parents…so they don’t end up making the same mistake I did.
